A poem written door me. :]
Snow, snow, u are perfect.
When u fall down, u are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.
We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick u up, ball u up,
and toss you.
Then we get cold.
We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.
Why, snow, why are u so cold, so numbing?
~
A new girl at school is seen door the queen bee.
She is approached.
The queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.
She isn't skinny, nor is she fat.
She's just right.
"Want to come eat with us?"
The girl eagerly nods and walks to the 'cool' table.
They become good friends.
Till the queen bee does the unthinkable.
She spreads a rumor.
Of course, the poor new girl never had sex with
the queen bee's hottie of the week.
The girl is marked off as a whore.
She wonders, why is beauty so cold?
~
Snow, queen bees.
I must ask you.
u are so beautiful, yet so cold. Why?
~
Snow, snow, u are perfect.
When u fall down, u are white. A clean white.
Beauty, beauty.
The beauty of snow.
We put on mittens, we throw on scarves.
We run outside a pick u up, ball u up,
and toss you.
Then we get cold.
We run inside and drink coffee and cocoa, we
snuggle up, we run hot baths.
Why, snow, why are u so cold, so numbing?
~
A new girl at school is seen door the queen bee.
She is approached.
The queen bee wears expensive clothes and carries a designer bag.
Her hair is sleek and red, with gorgeous highlights in all the right places.
She isn't skinny, nor is she fat.
She's just right.
"Want to come eat with us?"
The girl eagerly nods and walks to the 'cool' table.
They become good friends.
Till the queen bee does the unthinkable.
She spreads a rumor.
Of course, the poor new girl never had sex with
the queen bee's hottie of the week.
The girl is marked off as a whore.
She wonders, why is beauty so cold?
~
Snow, queen bees.
I must ask you.
u are so beautiful, yet so cold. Why?
~
I do not own this. I did not write it, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will u be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will u run?
Will u hide?
of will u hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and u are the apple.
So who will u be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will u cower,
of will u fight?
Is your hart-, hart made of glass?
of a pure snow white?
Who will u be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will u run?
Will u hide?
of will u hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and u are the apple.
So who will u be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will u cower,
of will u fight?
Is your hart-, hart made of glass?
of a pure snow white?
tell me why i miss you
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these vragen on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why u wont let me toon u that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope u read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these vragen on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why u wont let me toon u that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope u read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
I intend to bring up a term that I am sure that u have all already herd of. Global warming. It is slowly, but surely killing us all! We need to unite as a team to stop global warming and save the world. Global warming is heating up the earth because of some people's bad choices, should we suffer because of that? NO! Global warming is killing inoccent animals and people, we could save them. Global warming is caused door pollution and over usage of electrisity. Start today. Turn off lights when u leave the room, don't leave anything on that doesn't need to be on. Start helping today. Save the world kom bij me. Be happy. Help me create a better place for everyone.
I NEED inspiration for this book. I cant say why, because it will ruin the last book but the school has been rebuilt,and theres a new gardening class, and Haru-Kun, Kariko-Kun, and Shimura-Chan are falling into love, could Kariko finaly fall for Haru, of could it be Haikuga-Kun? Haru could have his hart-, hart torn into pieces, of turned into gold. And Shimura, being the only lesbian in the school could have problems with love too. Karuga-Chan (a new character introduced as a Japenese girl found lying on the strand after a violent storm) changes all of that. Life when thrive this jaar in Dojenskei Koukou (Dojenskei High School). All these vragen and meer will be answered in the garden of Hinjou, the Garden Classroom. Be waiting, Both the first chapter of the first and seconde book are being worked on. (PLEASE give me good names for the third and fourht book, and the main name for the seconde series, such as Burning Passion Book One: The Flame. (oo, I might use that) Byes!)
The Man With No Eyes Collection (6): Dream
A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,
But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,
And into the warm embrace of your esteem.
The stage that I left disappears from my mind,
Like suddenly being engulfed door sunshine,
I am truly alive, for the very first time,
All at once, let me sing, let me cry!
‘Til it bursts,
From my lungs, like a child,
Let me smile ‘til it hurts!
Let the blue of the morning
Strike my tearful eyes,
I still don’t know how,
I still don’t know why,
(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)
But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.
Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.
A crystallized life, on the bright TV screen,
But I’ve finally broken away from the dream,
And into the warm embrace of your esteem.
The stage that I left disappears from my mind,
Like suddenly being engulfed door sunshine,
I am truly alive, for the very first time,
All at once, let me sing, let me cry!
‘Til it bursts,
From my lungs, like a child,
Let me smile ‘til it hurts!
Let the blue of the morning
Strike my tearful eyes,
I still don’t know how,
I still don’t know why,
(I still fear this life may yet be a lie,)
But even if this world is the true dream, I want to play out this beautiful scene.
Here it is, the last in the Man With No Eyes Collection! I wanted to complete this on a pleasant note, give the guy some mercy.